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Chapter 93 Competition for Top 2 - Yamcha and Monkey King



Monkey King had no choice but to say goodbye to the gods and go out to the ring alone.

"Oh! The Sun Wukong contestant has finally come out. What kind of wonderful competition will the disciple of the Guixian school bring us? Keep your eyes open, don't blink, and don't miss any details."

Bulma yelled from the side: "Shut up, hairspray referee! Can you see clearly?"

"Ah, ah? That's right! They are too fast, everyone listen to the sound and feel it."

Yamcha looked at Monkey King expectantly.

"Wukong, I really look forward to fighting you. Although I know I can't beat you, I will do my best to fight."

"Don't worry! I will take the game seriously."

"Okay, here I come."

After Yamucha finished speaking, he rushed towards Monkey King.

Sun Wukong sensed it seriously, ignored the figure rushing towards him, and punched him to the right,
"it's here!"

Yamcha was also prepared, accurately grasping Sun Wukong's fist, and then attacking wildly.

"Oh? Contestant Sun and Contestant Yamcha launched a fierce confrontation as soon as they came up. Judging from their fist-to-body collision, they are serious, serious!"

audience:.
At this time, Yamcha did not talk about Wude and prepared to sneak attack.Jumped away by Monkey King.

"Hey~ Yamucha, you don't talk about martial arts, come and attack my little comrade! Hey!"

Huchi~huchi.

"Wukong, you have really become so strong, whew~ so high intensity, whew~ your breathing is not messed up at all."

"Hey! I have received strict training. Normally, I don't suffer from breathing disorders."

Outside the arena, looking at the two confronting each other, Guixian said in a tone of pride mixed with disappointment:
"It's amazing, it's really amazing, they have completely surpassed me."

The blonde Lan Qi didn't care.

"Monkey King, come on, kill him!"

"Monkey King, smash his nitrogen!"

Poole was also in the air cheering on his little master.

"Yamcha, come on! Yamcha, come on!"

Instead, Bulma remained silent, pinching the fence (wall) with both hands.

Looking at Bulma curiously, he asked meanly:
"Bulma, why don't you cheer! Who are you cheering for?"

Bulma opened his bloody mouth and roared at Oolong:
"It's none of your business, you talk a lot of nonsense every day! You don't care who I cheer for!"

"I'm just concerned! I think your complexion is not very good."

Bulma stammered guiltyly:
"Yes, I want you to take care of it, I, I can't go to the bathroom if I want to!"

Oolong tilted his head, with a resentful expression on his face:

"Really, rude woman!"

"Oolong, what are you mumbling about?"

"No, it's nothing? I said you have to finish it if you hold back! That's great"

"Wukong, you have really become too strong. It seems that I can only show my real skills."

Sun Wukong prepared his fighting posture and said in a deep voice:
"Okay, then let's all show our true skills in the game!"

The idiot Yamcha didn't understand the meaning of Monkey King's words at all. Although Monkey King who grew up under Ponzi's training did not make any progress in life and dealing with people, there are really too many insidious things in battle.

After all, the best defense against Insidious is to be more insidious than him.

As soon as Monkey King finished speaking, he immediately started attacking!
In an instant, Monkey King disappeared from the field.

Yamcha was sweating profusely.

'Look, can't see!How can it be? '

"Don't be distracted by the battle, Yamcha."

Before the words were finished, Yamcha was hit by Monkey King and flew out.

Yamcha got up with difficulty, and looked back at Monkey King in disbelief.

"how is this possible?"

Off the field, Piccolo stands on top of what used to be the wall.

'Is that all?Monkey King, if this is what you are capable of, you are dead!This is what I, the Great Demon King Piccolo, said. '

"Brother! Why didn't he knock him down, he's so weak!"

"Sun Wukong wanted to give him face, and he didn't let go of his strength completely, maybe it was to hide it!"

"Hiding? Why did he hide."

"As you said, the second demon wanted to kill Sun Wukong. It seems that Sun Wukong also knew him and wanted to kill that second demon. Didn't the fairy, whom Sun Wukong called Tianshen just now, tell them to kill the second demon? It seems to be Piccolo, who is the reincarnation of Piccolo or his son. I don't know."

"Oh! Understood, brother. That guy died like a cricket, as long as his head is not dead, he will not die. The second generation of demons, the first generation of demons are dead, why don't we know?"

"We will be sent away by the master after we practice teleportation, how can we know?"

"That's not right! Senior brother, then why is Junior Brother Dian Shan not clear?"

Tianjin Fan was in a hurry.

"Are you a hundred thousand why? Watch the game carefully."

Dumpling said aggrievedly:

"Oh! Brother."

In the arena, Monkey King looked at Yamcha who couldn't believe it.

Slowly retract the fighting stance.

"Yamcha, you just judge my movements with your eyes, that's not okay."

"Damn it, it's all about relying on the eyes to identify objects!"

"Yamcha, the eyes can deceive you, you should know this from afterimage boxing."

Dumplings are really irresistible:

"Brother, that kid seems to have a very high realm!"

"No, you have been deceived. Sun Wukong's own behavior has not completely got rid of his dependence on eyes. He should have heard this sentence."

"Brother, why did he tell Yamcha?"

"Dumplings! Has your IQ changed from 3 years old to 5 years old? Why are there so many?"

"Okay! Brother, I won't talk anymore."

Yamcha asked Sun Wukong in the arena:
"Wukong, what do you mean by this sentence?"

"You have to pay attention to my actual subtle movements and judge by the subtle fluctuations of the air and the feeling of people."

Piccolo's eyes froze, his fists clenched!

'This sentence!The teacher said this sentence, damn it?Where did he eavesdrop. '

Poor Piccolo doesn't know at all, if he has read "The Legend of the Condor Heroes", he will know about Guo Jing and Yang Kang, they are almost the same, Sun Wukong is equivalent to Guo Jing!
"Be careful, I'm going to attack again."

"It's amazing, Wukong, I will try my best to beat you, but my Spike Wind Fist is definitely useless to you. Since it is shameless, Wukong will take my last move."

Sun Wukong froze.

"bring it on!"

Kelin looked at Yamcha who was suppressed by Monkey King and had no power to fight back.

'How is it possible, the gap with Wukong is already so big, Yamcha can't say that he has no power to fight back, it is simply powerless! '

In the arena, Yamcha stopped stepping forward for a physical collision. He stood still and looked at Monkey King.

"It's amazing, Wukong, I'm like a baby with no resistance,"

"No, you are very powerful, Yamucha, you can see how much rigorous practice you have experienced by looking at your movements, but your practice strength is still not as good as mine."

Speaking of this, Sun Wukong's thoughts drifted to the 2 years of horror in the spiritual time room. He was trained all the time. That guy Ponzi was merciless in his strikes, but he was not seriously injured except for the first time, but it was also a very difficult 2 years.

When Ponzi knew about it, he would definitely complain: "I'm damned, if you are often seriously injured and get better, maybe after a few times you will hang and beat my real deity, I'm still playing a fart!"Just come and play by yourself. '

Yes, Ponzi is controlling the back, both to hurt him and prevent him from being seriously injured, in order to prevent his combat power from soaring too fast now.


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